At lunchtime, the weather suddenly cleared. The sun came out and illuminated the whole mountain.

There is another mountain road leading to the outside of Lingbei Village, but unfortunately it can only be passed by motorcycle or tricycle, not even Tu Meier's hatchback.

"Brother Kuang, I'll take you to visit the landscape of Lingbei Village!" After lunch, Tu Meier said to Kuang Dejun.

The two of them walked in the direction of the stream, and a clear spring rushed down from the middle of the mountainside.

"Where does this water come from?"

It's a dry season, and if there is no source, the water will not flow forever.

"The water comes from an underground river, and there is a cave halfway up the mountain, and there is a spring to the left of the cave, and the water has not been cut off all year round. Tu Meier explained.

It's no wonder that the Cangqian Mountain Reservoir with such a large water area still has so much water level storage in winter!

The water flows along the ravine, except for the daily use of the villagers, and the irrigation of the surrounding fertile fields in spring and summer, and the remaining water flows into the Cangqian Mountain Reservoir.

"Brother Kuang, let me tell you a story: Before liberation, there was a famous local bandit who was surrounded and suppressed by thousands of militiamen, and finally hid in this cave in Cangqian Mountain.

There is only one hole in and out of the outside, but there are hundreds of holes in the cave, so the local villagers call this cave a labyrinth hole, there are holes in the hole, no matter how good the memory is, people will get lost in it and can't get out.

When the older generation said that the Great Peace Army, this cave is said to have hidden a Great Peace Army, and some people say that there are countless gold and silver treasures hidden in the cave.

The bandit probably entered the cave to find treasure, and was later discovered by the local villagers, reported to the village committee, and organized thousands of militia to besiege the cave.

No one dares to trespass, and there are many explorers who come in and out. According to the militia who entered the cave to search for it, the bones of many people were found in the depths of the cave.

At a depth of several hundred meters in the cave, they found an underground river with a strong current. Half a month later, people found traces of bandits in Shilihepai, 50 miles away. Obviously, the bandits fled from the underground river to the mouth of the Ten Mile River Pai Cave 50 miles away!"

Tu Mei'er told the story attentively and seriously, but Kuang Dejun didn't think there was anything unusual about it.

"Or we'll go on an expedition. The two of them walked up the mountainside and saw a bowl-sized water outlet, and looked out at the water.

Tu Mei'er jumped to the water outlet, took a handful of water to wash her face, and opened her mouth to take a sip, saying, "It's so sweet, you can take a sip too!"

The porcelain-like shiny face, coupled with the round skin, under the perspective of the left slanting sun, evokes a dazzling halo, which makes Kuang Dejun look excited!

At this time, she said "you", instead of jokingly calling "Brother Kuang", which made him feel different.

"I won't go in, there are a lot of dead people inside, and there are many dead people's bones!" Tu Mei'er said, looking at her head.

There are many terrifying legends about the caves in the village.

Kuang Dejun saw the mouth of the cave, wet and muddy, he was wearing leather shoes, Tu Meier was wearing a pair of red sneakers, and there was no lighting equipment, so he could only find trouble by entering the cave rashly.

Looking at the dozens of low buildings at the foot of the mountain, especially the persimmon trees hanging on the lawn in front of and behind the buildings, it constitutes a beautiful rural scenery of a good harvest.

It's a pity that the golden orange ripe persimmon fruit is ripe on the tree like this.

Kuang Dejun suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Sister Qianhu, can you talk to the farmers and buy these persimmons from them?" he asked.

"After receiving it, how do you want to process and sell it!" Tu Meier asked curiously.

"It can all be processed into persimmons, sent to the supermarket or sold in other places. ”

Kuang Dejun believes that there are always people rushing to ask for good things, not to mention that he still has the living treasure of spiritual spring water.

"Brother Kuang, you have a poisonous eye, you can see business opportunities wherever you go!" Tu Mei'er said with a smile.

"No way, who thinks I'm poor, where is it like you are a rich landlord's daughter for seven or eight generations, alas, there is no comparison!" Kuang Dejun said in a strange tone.

"Brother Kuang, who is oily and smooth, old slippery!"

The two went door-to-door to ask the villagers.

"Uncle Wu, this boss wants to collect persimmons from your persimmon tree, how much is a catty?"

The fifth uncle sighed and said, "My son and son-in-law are not at home, and I can't pick the fruit from the tree." If the boss wants it, ask someone to take it off, no money!"

Kuang Dejun said: "Give it away for nothing, what's so embarrassing, you can take it anyway!"

"If you don't collect it, you're rotting on the tree to feed the birds, your son and son-in-law are going to work, and the little grandson is still young, and I'm worried that he will secretly climb the tree to pick the fruit and fall. Wubo said.

"Uncle Wu, how many trees do you have in your house?"

"Two in front of the door, three behind the door, a total of five trees!"

Kuang Dejun took out 500 yuan from his wallet and stuffed it into the old man's hand. The old man pushed it twice, and finally accepted the money.

"Whose daughter is this so handsome?" The five uncles and the couple were probably dizzy and couldn't recognize Tu Mei'er from the same village.

"Fifth uncle, fifth aunt, I am Tu Mei'er, Tu Chonggui's granddaughter!" Tu Mei'er said.

"Ah, you are the granddaughter of a nobleman, alas, how can I take your money. Is there a persimmon tree that was not left by your ancestors? Take back the money, just go and pick the fruit. The old man grabbed five pieces of money and wanted to return the Kuang German army, but the two of them had already gone away.

There are more than 20 families in a village, and basically only the elderly, weak, women and children are left in the family. In general, like the five uncles, they insisted on refusing to accept money, but in the end they were all bought by Kuang Dejun at the price of 100 yuan a tree.

If the old man is at home, the Kuang German army can only pay with cash. Some families have daughters-in-law or daughters who have never gone out to work with a man because of their children, so Kuang Dejun uses WeChat to pay. Now mobile phones can be transferred at any time, who still carries so much cash with them.

The entire persimmon trees in Lingbei Village were purchased by him in this way, and he roughly estimated that there were 5,600 yuan for the old age, which means that there were 560 persimmon trees.

A small persimmon tree outside can generally bear 50~100 catties, the largest persimmon outside is less than half a catty, but the cow heart persimmon on the back of the ridge, the smallest is more than half a catty, and the largest is even more than a catty. Therefore, according to visual inspection, the fruit of a persimmon tree here should be between 100~150 catties, and the fruit accumulation of 560 persimmon trees should be about 60,000 catties.

It's not that I don't know, but I'm shocked, such a huge quantity, all of them are picked, and a big room can't be finished.

"Brother Kuang, do you know how to make persimmons?" Tu Mei'er saw that he would do what he said, and Lei Li was popular, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

This technique doesn't seem to be difficult, not to mention that I'm still a disciple of the Shennong clan.

"After the persimmons are picked, each persimmon has to be peeled off by hand, and then the persimmon fruit is exposed to the sun until there is a layer of hoarfrost-like gel on the persimmon, which is considered to be a persimmon cake. Brother Kuang, think about it, how much time it takes to peel 60,000 catties of persimmons. ”

Tu Mei'er thought about the workload, and her scalp was numb.

(End of chapter)